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Topic: Pets? (Read 7499 times)

Maybe we talked about this already, but who here has a dog or weasel or some other pet-type creature?

Cats don't count because, as I understand it, when you have a cat, you're their pet.

This post is actually just a (not so) secret way:

To find outwhether the drink-stealing dog in tednlou2's photo is his dog or if it's a stock photo.

To find out what that weasel-looking thing in jkinatl2's photo is. I'm guessing a ferret or some kind of miniature polar bear if not a weasel. Don't get me wrong, it's a cute weasel. I'm not a Rudy Giuliani or anything like that. I'm just curious about that weasel.

To say that my ultimate goal in life is to adopt a dog of my own, but dogs are a lot of responsibility...

I decided not to have pets any longer when I moved away from NYC (where I had two cats though one died right before I left). It's just too expensive when you're on disability plus I would find it restrictive when I need to travel. So then I decided to raise rare hybrid hibiscus plants but then they eventually became infected with some odd mealy bug drama that I gave up. I now focus on cooking and masturbation.

I decided not to have pets any longer when I moved away from NYC (where I had two cats though one died right before I left). It's just too expensive when you're on disability plus I would find it restrictive when I need to travel. So then I decided to raise rare hybrid hibiscus plants but then they eventually became infected with some odd mealy bug drama that I gave up. I now focus on cooking and masturbation.

To find out what that weasel-looking thing in jkinatl2's photo is. I'm guessing a ferret or some kind of miniature polar bear if not a weasel. Don't get me wrong, it's a cute weasel. I'm not a Rudy Giuliani or anything like that. I'm just curious about that weasel.

Lee - I would love have a dog right now but I don't feel my living situation is stable enough to do so. Although I think my landlord would love me to have one (she has offered her sons as pet sitters) what of my next landlord? It's much easier to have a pet if you are a homeowner and don't have the worry of having to find a place that accepts them. When you return to work and your income rises maybe then?

I have had a Golden Retriever and Black Lab/Chow Mix in the past but owned them with my partners. My ex spent $10K on surgery for the Black Lab/Chow's knees. This was much more than he would have spent on My knees lol.

It seems you want to be able to give your pets a forever home and I totally understand.

My wife has a dog, who also required knee surgery (he tore his ACL), which was a $3,000 bill!! I suspect that Willy has spent more than that on Tequila though, and I won't have the medical bills for the liver problems. Don't most cats just cry and pass out....without Tequila?

Pets are a wonderful addition to any home. I've said many times that my little gal is what brought me through my last major illness. My greatest fear about dying was my overwhelming concern for her.

She was only supposed to be a foster puppy, but I still haven't found an adequate home for her after 12 years. Which is why I also had to stop working with the rescue group. I'd have an entire hoard by now.

She has had major medical issues which required me taking out a personal bank loan to finance her treatment, and I wouldn't hesitate to do it again. I love my little gal much more than I do most people.

I have a dog and two indoor (female) cats --and a couple of outdoor (male) cats that I've been feeding and playing with for almost two years (so they're pretty much part of the familia). Luckily my relatives take care of them and send me pictars whenever I'm out of town.

"I have tried hard--but life is difficult, and I am a very useless person. I can hardly be said to have an independent existence. I was just a screw or a cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else."

I am not walking up and down three fucking flights of stairs with my reconstructed cow hooves (which will soon have a third surgery this time with metal pieces!) to let some droopy, smelly, flea-bit dog out to take a shit.

I am not walking up and down three fucking flights of stairs with my reconstructed cow hooves (which will soon have a third surgery this time with metal pieces!) to let some droopy, smelly, flea-bit dog out to take a shit.

I wouldn't trust you with a pet rock , bet you would try and smoke it .

I am not walking up and down three fucking flights of stairs with my reconstructed cow hooves (which will soon have a third surgery this time with metal pieces!) to let some droopy, smelly, flea-bit dog out to take a shit.

I cannot picture you as a dog person. Get yourself an indoor (rescue) kitty and one of them self-cleaning litter boxes. For all we know your cat would be very refined as you would teach them the art of eating cat food with ramps.

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"I have tried hard--but life is difficult, and I am a very useless person. I can hardly be said to have an independent existence. I was just a screw or a cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else."

I am not walking up and down three fucking flights of stairs with my reconstructed cow hooves (which will soon have a third surgery this time with metal pieces!) to let some droopy, smelly, flea-bit dog out to take a shit.

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

Actually it would be very chic for me to have a Mexican hairless Xoloitzcuintle dog -- they would match my accessories. I could name him Pito 2.0 after my dead cat. That's slang and like calling your pet "Penis" in Spanish.

Actually it would be very chic for me to have a Mexican hairless Xoloitzcuintle dog -- they would match my accessories. I could name him Pito 2.0 after my dead cat. That's slang and like calling your pet "Penis" in Spanish.

I can see it now , you ask MISS P what the horrible smell in her lair is and she will say I forgot to feed my fashion accessory .

My family always had cocker spaniels growing up so yes, indeed I know how to take care of a dog. Which is why I don't have one. I also used to care for neighbors' dogs after school until they came home -- a massive doberman and golden retriever. Walking a doberman at the age of 11 isn't an easy task.

If I had a partner and lived in a house with a yard then I would have a dog. Or two.

Actually it would be very chic for me to have a Mexican hairless Xoloitzcuintle dog -- they would match my accessories. I could name him Pito 2.0 after my dead cat. That's slang and like calling your pet "Penis" in Spanish.

The xōlōitzcuintli, when properly groomed, can be quite cute (and definitely a classy accessory). It also serves a practical purpose: as I'm sure that you know, since you are well-versed in Latino history, the xōlō serves as your guide in Mictlan, aka the netherworld. And we all know quite well that you're gonna have a lengthy meeting with Mictlantecuhtli when you get there, so having the pup with you may be useful.

Re: "pito"... That was clever. Most people probably thought that you meant Pepito (or that you had named your cat "whistle").

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"I have tried hard--but life is difficult, and I am a very useless person. I can hardly be said to have an independent existence. I was just a screw or a cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else."

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

I am a pet owner responsible for a 10 pound male dog. He is a great joy. He is also a lot of responsibility and expense on my limited income. However the benefits of his adoration of me is priceless. It is difficult when in the middle of the night he wakes me to go outside to do his "business" or when I am ill and he needs a walk. It is always a concern when travelling away from Home whether he can travel with me. Because he is small,10 pounds, it is somewhat easy and he is crate trained to travel but not all venues allow pets. It is about 100 dollars now to Fly a pet on a commercial airline each direction. I am of the mind that when My beloved pet passes away I will volunteer at a pet shelter or begin a pet sitting service in my home and earn a bit of money while enjoying the presence of someone else's beast and not take ownership of another dog. The cost of Vet Care and Quality Pet Food has risen like everything else.I love my dog and I love other peoples dogs as well. I hope that I can enjoy Dogs for the rest of my life even if I do not Own one. Cats are Dandy too!

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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. ~ Oscar Wilde

As I type this my sweet adorable best friend is sleeping next to me on the couch, snoring (there is nothing cuter that a dog that snores) and the house guard (my kitteh) is perched of the coffee table at my feet standing guard.

Perhaps Oksikoko doesn't drink Tequila? If so, and his dog jumped off a wall like this it would be ok? Maybe he could have pet insurance?

Oksikoko doesn't drink. But I would drink with that cat.

I had a puppy myself once and, like some of you, we spent more on him when he was sick than we spent on ourselves. Poor puppy. :-/

Well, enjoy yours, everyone, even the cats and weasels. I'll get one someday (a dog, that is). Unfortunately, there's no end to homeless pooches. They have some kind of therapy thing here with dogs on Thursdays, but I keep missing it. I don't know if it's people therapy for the dogs or dog therapy for the people.

OK -- a bit blurry, as I had to be fast before he jumped back into the closet -- but here is Stanford! He is slowly coming around -- when he is "hidden" in the closet, I can scratch his head and neck -- plus he'll eat treats out of my hand there too. PROGRESS.......

I have a rescue kitty. She's my companion and friend and listens to me when I need to unload. When I talk to her while looking at her, she always meows back when I finish a sentence. Like she's giving sage advice.

I would not, however, own an animal I could not afford to take proper care of. In the apartment house I live in, the lady in the middle has a dog she's always struggling to take care of. A couple weeks ago she was telling me how she was feeding the dog dry cereal because she could not afford dog food. However, she managed to get a satellite dish hooked up. I think that's horrible.

The lady finally did manage to make it to a local food bank that gives away dog food. I don't own a dog because of 1) living in a small apartment with no good yard for the dog to run in; 2) not being able to afford a dog. A cat is much less cost, and I have a wonderful friend who watches her when I can't be home for a night. If I ever move into a home and can afford one, I would love to get a boxer.

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I've never killed anyone, but I frequently get satisfaction reading the obituary notices.-Clarence Darrow

Oh what a lovely kitty. He's a plump lil thing aint he? He looks like Morris. Does anyone remember Morris the Cat?

Shhhhhhh -- we don't discuss the w-e-i-g-h-t thing around him yet. Although, once he is more comfortable with his new home, he is switching to a weight-control food.

He was funny yesterday -- I could see him in the closet as I put food in his bowl. He SOOOOO wanted to come running out, but his unease is still stronger than his desire to eat like a certain, unnamed Texan.

Shhhhhhh -- we don't discuss the w-e-i-g-h-t thing around him yet. Although, once he is more comfortable with his new home, he is switching to a weight-control food.

My kitty is overweight also, but that's been since I've had her. Of course this is due to many treats, and not watching her food intake. I tried weight control Iams but she wouldn't eat it. I've since bought weight control Purina One and she likes that fairly well. Good luck with that, cats are picky eaters. In fact, someone told me a long time ago that if a cat won't eat it, neither should a human.

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I've never killed anyone, but I frequently get satisfaction reading the obituary notices.-Clarence Darrow

My kitty is overweight also, but that's been since I've had her. Of course this is due to many treats, and not watching her food intake. I tried weight control Iams but she wouldn't eat it. I've since bought weight control Purina One and she likes that fairly well. Good luck with that, cats are picky eaters. In fact, someone told me a long time ago that if a cat won't eat it, neither should a human.

Yes -- we have been warned that Stanford does NOT like wet food. He's currently eating the "Hairball control" version of Purina One -- we plan to start mixing it with the weight control version once he's settled. He sheds like crazy, so the hairball control is going to have to stay, else I'll be walking in little hairballs in the middle of the night

Yes -- we have been warned that Stanford does NOT like wet food. He's currently eating the "Hairball control" version of Purina One -- we plan to start mixing it with the weight control version once he's settled. He sheds like crazy, so the hairball control is going to have to stay, else I'll be walking in little hairballs in the middle of the night

Hugs,M

I've been mixing my cat's weight control with indoor Cat Chow. I would like to gradually replace the Cat Chow with weight control Cat Chow.

My cat sheds also, so I get having to use hairball control. I do at times, but luckily she hasn't been hacking up anything lately. Unless she eats her treats too fast, then they come back up. Cats are fun aren't they? I wouldn't have it any other way though.

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I've never killed anyone, but I frequently get satisfaction reading the obituary notices.-Clarence Darrow

I wish the dog in my profile pic was mine, but it is a stock photo. Below is my crew. We now have two additions to the family. My partner, Brian, is a teacher and brought home his school critters. One is Franklin the Turtle. We let him walk around the yard, when we are outside. The other is a mouse of some kind, and I can't remember her name. I don't want to get attached. She is 4 years old, and we know they don't live long. He brought a Dagoo (not sure of spelling, but a mouse-type animal) home one summer. She would crawl down my shirt and fall asleep. I got very attached and cried when she died. So, I'm trying to not get attached to this one. I don't want to play with her.

This is Charlie. He has so much paperwork.

The two on the ends are my brother's, but they're here a lot. My dogs are my kids. Everyone says they would want to be reincarnated as one of our dogs. They give us so much love, even when they dig out certain used wash cloths and give to guests. Charlie has developed this new behavior. He loves dirty clothes and especially dirty wash cloths used for cleaning up certain messes.

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

I am of the mind that when My beloved pet passes away I will volunteer at a pet shelter or begin a pet sitting service in my home and earn a bit of money while enjoying the presence of someone else's beast and not take ownership of another dog.

This is what I need to do. My partner is not pet-friendly. I know he would never be mean to a pet, but I don't know that I want to commit us to one if he's not aboard from the get-go.

I needed to post this today: I said yesterday that my partner is not pet-friendly, but I forget that he does care about animals, and was never allowed to have and love a pet as a child. Animals were workers to his father. He was beaten for picking up a kitten. Today he had a bad experience as he was taking one of his blind consumers on an errand:

"I was helping _______, who is trying to find some sort of tapestry to put up in his apartment. We have had no luck finding anything so far. We happened to stop at Planet K on Stassney to see whether they might have anything. While we were walking through their parking lot I thought I heard a very faint meowing like a cat was hurt. We walked through the parking lot and I saw a tiny black kitten about a week old out on the hot pavement just struggling and meowing. It was obviously dying from thirst and being out on the hot pavement for who knows how long. I had no idea what to do. I thought we would notify the store to see if there was anything they could do. I did find an old glove nearby and saw that there was some water where the drain from the AC was leaking water out onto the part of the building that was shaded. So, I grabbed the glove and got the kitten up and over to the water to see whether it would drink. Just then two big fellas came out of the store and yelled, ďHey, what are you doing!?Ē I told them what I was doing. They said that I had better get that cat out of their property. I asked them to see whether they could call animal control and see if they would come out to get the kitten. The said that I should just throw the cat out onto the vacant lot next door. I told them it was dying and needed something done. They said, ďWell, you canít leave it here. Why donít you take it home with you?Ē I kept telling them I found it on their parking lot and just wanted them to call animal control. They said they couldnít do anything and said again not to leave it behind cause they had a dog on the premises. Then they went inside.

I was so upset. I kept trying to get the kitten to drink some water, but it wouldnít. Then a very young girl walked out, she was obviously an employee there. She looked at the kitten and asked what I was doing. Again, I explained that it was dying and I was trying to get it to drink some water. She said it was too you to know how to drink water yet. I asked her whether she could call animal control and see if they would come by to take care of it. She really knew what to do. She picked up the kitten from the back of the neck, just like the momma cat would have done. Then she took it inside. I had to stop my errand with ______ because I was too upset to continue looking for tapestries with him."

This was very upsetting to me, too, a pet lover, but at least he got someone to take charge of the poor animal. I would have taken it home, and gotten a broken heart when it died. I've seen this happen many times when someone finds an abandoned kitten and tries to nurse it.

Every one of you reading should go give your pets a big kiss on the snout right now. Unless it's a fish or a cactus.

No worries. I don't feel hijacked in the least. Besides, there's a trail of hijacked threads winding right up to my doorstep.

If your partner had no empathy, I'd be more worried, but that's clearly not the case. Pets have a lot of emotional baggage for some people. It can be pretty complicated. I'm still known to cry over my first puppy who died 6 months after we rescued him from a shelter. His name was Bender, and if this works, I'll put a picture here.

The other is a mouse of some kind, and I can't remember her name. I don't want to get attached. She is 4 years old, and we know they don't live long. ... She would crawl down my shirt and fall asleep. I got very attached and cried when she died.

I have a mouse or 2 running wild in my house (and the cat is no help) so I get all manly and by traps but then never can set them cause I dont want to "hurt" the mouse. I cornered one in the corner of my bathroom and he was so cute so I picked him up in a cup and set him loose outside. Im sure he's the one that is back again now.

I have a mouse or 2 running wild in my house (and the cat is no help) so I get all manly and by traps but then never can set them cause I dont want to "hurt" the mouse. I cornered one in the corner of my bathroom and he was so cute so I picked him up in a cup and set him loose outside. Im sure he's the one that is back again now.

The mouse is probably telling all his buddy's how much fun the teacup ride is at your house .